You can blame this fall on someInvitation to your friendWhen she promised that she comeYou could wait until the endNow you want it all too soonJust to calm what's on your mindUntil she calls it off again, to the waysideYesterday is left behindIt's as close as you might getUntil she calls you all the timeSo she can get downNot adjusted to begin, as you lay with your concernsAre we better off as friends are?Either way it burnsYou said I'm lost instead Well, that's all in your head